I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

A voice that only Hu Mingcheng could hear came into his ears, "I can help you, but there is a price. You have to think clearly whether you want me to help you."

Hu Mingcheng shook his head and said that he didn't have to think about it. As long as Xiujuan could not see his current appearance, he would pay any price.

"Okay!" He Hongche nodded.

"Sir, this is what I looked like when I was young." Hu Mingcheng took out a photo from his pocket.

Probably because I was afraid that the photo would turn yellow, a thin layer of film was applied to the photo.

It can be seen from the smoothed corners that Hu Mingcheng always carries the photos with him and takes them out to look at every day.

Ji Fanqin leaned slightly and looked at it. It was a photo of a man and a woman, which should be a photo of Hu Mingcheng and Sister Juan.

When they were young, Hu Mingcheng and Cheng Xiujuan were a perfect couple. The man was handsome and the woman was charming and cute.

In the photo, Cheng Xiujuan is gently nestled against Hu Mingcheng's broad chest, with a smile like a spring breeze all over Cheng Xiujuan's fresh little face.

With the help of He Hongche, Cheng Xiujuan's soul was able to temporarily leave the He family.

He Hongche arranged for Cheng Xiujuan and Hu Mingcheng to meet in Central Park in Jiangcheng, because that was the place where they fell in love.

Hu Mingcheng said that he was unable to marry Cheng Xiujuan during his lifetime, and now he wants to give Cheng Xiujuan a wedding to fulfill the promise he made to her.

Because he wanted to surprise Cheng Xiujuan, Ji Fanqin only told Cheng Xiujuan that Hu Mingcheng asked her to meet in the park, but did not tell her that Hu Mingcheng wanted to marry her.

Even so, Cheng Xiujuan was still too nervous to find Bei. Along the way, she kept adjusting her makeup and kept asking Ji Fanqin.

"Yimo, look, my clothes are a little wrinkled."

"Yimo, isn't my hairstyle good enough?"

"Yimo, is the makeup on my face too thick?"

"One mo..."

Cheng Xiujuan talked a lot and kept repeating it, which made me dumbfounded.

"Sister Juan, you can rest assured. You are very beautiful now. I promise to be fascinated by your Mingcheng."

"Yimo, you're laughing at me again." When she mentioned Hu Mingcheng, Cheng Xiujuan's face showed a brilliant hint of shyness, "I'm already an old man. Where can I still be beautiful, how can I still be charming."

"No." Ji Fanqin shook his head and said, "Sister Juan, I didn't lie to you. You are really beautiful and charming now."

A woman in love is beautiful and charming no matter when or what age she is.

"Really?" Cheng Xiujuan smiled shyly.

After a long silence, Cheng Xiujuan asked Ji Fanqin in a tentative tone, "Is Mingcheng still as handsome as before."

"Uh...yes, right." Ji Fanqin was a little confused as to how to answer Xiujuan.

The current Hu Mingcheng is not even remotely handsome. He is disabled, old and weak. Although He Hongche promised Hu Mingcheng to change his appearance, it is impossible for He Hongche to turn the 40-year-old Hu Mingcheng into a twenty-year-old. How old is he, so she really doesn't know what Hu Mingcheng looks like now.

"Definitely." When talking about Hu Mingcheng's appearance, Cheng Xiujuan looked proud, "Mingcheng must still be the same as before."

Seeing the happiness and pride on Cheng Xiujuan's face, Ji Fanqin secretly praised Hu Mingcheng's carefulness.

It's not that Cheng Xiujuan only loves appearance, but she retains the beauty in love.

He Hongche had booked Central Park today, so when Ji Fanqin and the others arrived, the park was very quiet.